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“Do they know?” he yelled, laughing. “The dragons follow a man still bound?” He stood slowly.

“[It] does not change the battlefield. It changes the stakes. It reminds us of all that we—and those we love—stand to lose in this storm. It gives us anger and grief. It deepens our resolve.”

“I wove them voices of holiness to curse Minerva and her kind, and to sing of the beauty that once was in the world and that would come again like morning.”

“First, the next step is always right in front of you. Pick your feet up and put your feet down.”

“You can do this, because you can—and you will—do much harder things.”

“You’ve flown an ancient battle flag. Don’t strike your colors just because the guns begin to growl.”

There is only one Story. It began in the dark. It has many middles and many ends. You and I could chase it for lifetimes and only make it longer by our living. It is too sprawling for these pages and too big for this mouth.
We begin in a middle. We trace a smaller arc.

Always grateful for how N.D. Wilson has shaped my view of life as a Story with an awesome Author.

Antigone swallowed hard and leaned her head back against the bricks. “What are we going to do?”
“This is the valley of the shadow of death,” Rupert said quietly. He smiled slightly. “We will fear no evil.”

”Son,” his father said. “Run faithfully to the end, and like all good men, you will die of having lived.”

”Soon, Cyrus, we will face giants.” He looked Cyrus in the eye. “I cannot be David. But perhaps, if almighty grace permits, I can be the stone. I am here, tossed by the river, rounded and smoother by hardship. I am ready to be placed in a sling and thrown.”